Stumbling Upon an Off-the-Beaten-Path Fish Market in Aberdeen, Hong Kong
Hong Kong’s Aberdeen Wholesale Fish Market may be the area’s claim to fame, however, local haunts hidden off-the-beaten path offer a more intimate look at local life. Wandering away from the busy water’s edge and sprawling wholesale market, I come across a large white building framed by a red awning. A stream of people enters and exits through a large open door. No signs mark the otherwise inconspicuous façade. Stepping into the building and down a flight of stairs, I find myself emerging into a dark, windowless interior. Within, a cramped space lit by fluorescent bulbs hosts a bustling fish market.
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Soaking up Luang Prabang’s rich mix of traditional and colonial architecture.
When I close my eyes and think of Luang Prabang, Laos, I am filled with an overwhelming sense of peace. The small, quiet city is located on a peninsula that is nestled between the Mekong and Nam Khan Rivers and cradled between lush mountain ranges — with the sacred Mount Phou Si rising up from the city’s centre.
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Thailand’s “long neck villages” are more than a contentious tourist trap, but also a home and means of income for Kayan refugees.
Visiting the Kayan Hill Tribe in the Mae Hong Son province, Thailand, is perhaps the most popular tourist attraction in the area. It is also one of the most controversial.
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Sand, sea and a playful breeze accompany our walk along Bathers Way.
Looking through these photos of our trip to Newcastle makes my heart ache with a beautiful nostalgia. My husband had surprised me with a completely spontaneous trip to a city that neither of us knew much about (the tickets had been on a flash sale; reason enough for an impromptu adventure.)
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On Sundays, thousands of women flock together in Hong Kong’s Central district to create a community during their day of rest.
What strikes me most about Hong Kong is its population. Life in this city is like a layered cake, with shops, restaurants and living spaces crammed on top of each other in towering skyscrapers. Space is a rare commodity, with the average apartment being large enough to hold a sleeping space, hot plate and a bathroom that marries the square footage reserved for a toilet and shower.
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Spending the first night in the van off-the-grid at Wilsons Prom.
My eyes are blinded by tears. Happy tears, sad tears. Tears caused by gratitude for the family I found working as a part-time waitress at a café in Melbourne’s suburb of St. Kilda, and tears caused by knowing that a chapter in my life had come to a most definite close.
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How to spend a day in the Gateway to the Mediterranean.
Waters shifting from azure and turquoise to sky blue and cerulean will lap against golden and tan shores as your ferry pulls up to Gibraltar. Beyond the sea, your eyes will be greeted by the shining metropolis of sand and rust buildings climbing up white and green cliffs to the peninsula’s crowning monument — the Rock.
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An offbeat glimpse of the city’s oldest market place.
To describe the Queen Victoria Market in Melbourne, Australia, as “sprawling” is an understatement. At a whopping seven-hectares, this iconic landmark is the largest open-air market in the Southern Hemisphere — and it does not disappoint.
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Our brief journey through Sa Pa was but a taste of what I one day hope will be a full experience. While my husband, Alejandro, and I only wandered through the area for slightly less than 48-hours, the peaceful valley that feels so remote from Vietnam’s other popular destinations will remain etched in our imaginations.
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A trek through the mountains leads to learning about local life.
By the time my husband, Alejandro, and I woke up from our early morning nap — after taking the overnight train from Hanoi to Sa Pa — it was late afternoon and we didn’t have enough time to experience any of the local tours that would take us through the valley.
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